Book of Blood2009

Mary Florescu:
I was ten. There was a park across the street from our house. It had a fountain where we used to play. But it was old; water never worked, until one night. The sound woke me up. It was spraying everywhere. The air was drenched, but not with... water. With blood. I didn't know what was happening, but it happened almost every night.

Simon McNeal:
And you didn't say anything?

Mary Florescu:
I was too afraid. In the morning, the fountain was always completely dry, like it never happened. I was afraid they'd all think I was crazy. A few weeks later, the city came and tore out the fountain to make way for a parking lot. When they ripped up the ground, they found... a ten year old girl buried underneath. She'd been... tortured. Her DNA linked her to a man five doors down. But by the time they found him, he'd done the same thing to six more girls. If I only said something...